Cheng Weize felt a little sad in his heart. Of course he was happy for Sang Xiaoyu. He had no selfish thoughts, but he was jealous.
He agreed to be her deputy with a very complicated mentality, but he was still a little embarrassed from time to time.
It has been a few years since he came back. In the past few years, he has been struggling with high and low, and finally bought a decent house, which is considered to be stable.
But finding a job was full of twists and turns.
He always wanted to open a restaurant, but there was a shadow in his heart.
I could have worked for someone else in a high-end hotel, but I was unwilling to do so.
Over the past few years, he had done bits and pieces of work, and his income could not be explained. Fortunately, he still had some savings to survive for a while, but he was getting more and more scared.
There is a time when everything is empty.
In name, he helped Sang Xiaoyu, but in fact he had a place to settle down. In his heart, he was grateful to Sang Xiaoyu, but on the surface, he still acted like he came out of the mountain because of Sang Xiaoyu.
He didn't know whether Sang Xiaoyu could see through him, but Sang Xiaoyu gave him enough face.
Sang Xiaoyu seemed extremely generous. She never acted like a boss in front of him, but instead asked him for advice like a primary school student. This comforted his unbalanced heart a lot.
Just last night, Cheng Weize suddenly received a strange phone call. He hung up twice, but the other party still persisted in calling again, so Cheng Weize answered the phone.
He never expected that the call would be from Fei Jiani.
Cheng Weize was no stranger to Fei Jiani at all, but he had never interacted with her once. Cheng Weize didn't know what kind of mentality he had at the time, but he actually agreed to Fei Jiani's request after repeatedly declining.
Fei Jiani put it bluntly, saying that her first choice was not him, but Jiang Chunhui.
Jiang Chunhui sternly rejected her, and then she thought of him.
Cheng Weize felt that he was really inferior to Jiang Chunhui, so he agreed to her at the last moment.
Sang Xiaoyu's opening speech was very brief. She felt that this kind of occasion was what she was least good at. She said that the key was to let everyone eat and drink well.
The style of the restaurant is mainly based on the local customs of Meilanjiang, and it also features many popular dishes. Jiang Chunhui helped find the chefs, and their reputation has a certain status in the catering industry.
The banquet began.
Sang Xiaoyu had been looking forward to Jiang Chunhui coming over. He was quite adaptable to this kind of situation, but since he couldn't wait and didn't come, Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go into battle.
She held a glass of red wine and began to toast from the table.
Following her was Zhao Chunling.
Zhao Chunling wore professional attire today, a red suit with a red tie, a white shirt underneath, and short, smart hair. She followed Sang Xiaoyu step by step.
Zhao Chunling obviously didn't want to overwhelm the guest, so she had no choice but to follow behind like a little follower.
The guests at the table obviously ignored her. Sang Xiaoyu looked a little lonely because she was alone.
People from the bank, the industrial and commercial administration department, and tax officials were all summoned by Cheng Weize and Jiang Chunhui. Sang Xiaoyu didn't know almost any of them, so he had to toast them one by one.
Six years have passed in the blink of an eye. The scene six years ago has appeared in Sang Xiaoyu's dreams countless times. Now, another hotel has come into being in her hands, and her brain is like a movie, thinking of Lulu Xiao again.
Built past.
Fortunately, while they were toasting, Jiang Chunhui arrived.
He was very sensible and immediately joined the toasting party, especially refusing to leave these tables.
The people at the bank said they would fine him, why did they come now?
Jiang Chunhui had a grimace on his face and said that he was not Sun Wukong and could not be separated.
Then he exchanged cups with these people and called them brothers, but Sang Xiaoyu was left out in the cold.
Zhao Chunling also left without hesitation and found her neighbor's table to eat peacefully.
Sang Xiaoyu and Jiang Chunhui faced everyone at the table with smiling faces.
They liked to make noises. Someone asked him who Sang Xiaoyu was.
He said openly that he was a classmate, but his face showed a different meaning.
Sang Xiaoyu had nothing to do. No matter whether others misunderstood or not, his arrival finally solved Sang Xiaoyu's problem. She was really not used to it.
While toasting with wine, I finally arrived at the table of Cheng Weize and his family. This table was very close to the table of my classmates.
Sang Xiaoyu never expected that a scene that he couldn't believe would happen.
Cheng Weize actually sat at the same table as Fei Jiani, and everyone in the Cheng family was at this table.
There is no Cheng Weiting here, she is busy helping Sang Xiaoyu receive guests.
Others probably don't know Fei Jiani. Fei Jiani was dressed very calmly today.
She was wearing a dark blue floral velvet jacket, jeans, and her long wavy hair was tied up. She must have just arrived, because the people at the classmate's table didn't react at all.
Although there are private rooms on the second floor, the doors of each private room are open, so people passing by from the outside can see what is going on inside.
Sang Xiaoyu was a little at a loss. This was the first time she had lost her composure, because she really didn't understand what they were doing.
Fei Jiani stood up and held Cheng Weize with one arm.
She forcibly clinked glasses with Sang Xiaoyu and said with a bright smile: "You didn't expect me to come, did you? You said it was a coincidence that someone introduced me to my boyfriend, and it turned out to be your husband. No, it was my ex-husband."
Sang Xiaoyu had already recovered her composure and said, "That's good news. You are finally getting married?"
Fei Jiani said provocatively: "You can help me check. You have lived together for so long. You have to remind me whether he is good or bad so that I can make a decision."
Sang Xiaoyu stared at Cheng Weize and said: "No matter who you are dealing with, you must be good to me. I hope you are well."
Sang Xiaoyu ignored Fei Jiani, but Fei Jiani stopped her and said, "You haven't raised your opinion yet?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "When did you lower your standards so low? Didn't you say that married men are bad, and men with children are even less likely?"
Fei Jiani continued to say provocatively: "When you meet the right person, all these conditions are invalid. I didn't expect that we would get along so well."
Sang Xiaoyu kept smiling and said, "That's good. A lifetime of happiness is more important than anything else. You two get along well and I wish you all the best."
Fei Jiani wanted to anger Sang Xiaoyu and said, "I heard from Wei Ze that he wants to get the custody of his son back. Do you mind if I become his stepmother? Don't be afraid, I won't abuse the child.
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Sang Xiaoyu laughed loudly after hearing this and said: "Don't say it's you, no one can take my son away from me. Are you dreaming?
Whether you succeed or not has nothing to do with me. My son will never have anything to do with you in this life. Become a stepmother to my son? You are not worthy!"
"You can't decide whether I'm worthy or not. What if I have to do it? Don't say it too harshly in advance, just leave some room. Who told your original husband to love me?"
Sang Xiaoyu was finally irritated. She could say anything but not mention her son.